ugh.
yes, that's right. it's my 20th birthday. quite honestly, i find this to be utterly ridiculous. i know that you never feel older on birthdays, but there's something about leaving my teenage years behind me that makes me feel... i dunno, old?
i should stop being mopey because i'm going to have a piñata at my party filled with candy and condoms, but still... i'm now 20.
ugh.
good night.
sleep tight.
don't let the bed bugs bite.
and if they do, beat them with a stick until they burst forth with candy.
(the end.)